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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

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Chapter 286: Divine Weapon Descends from Heaven

The overcast sky loomed, stripping the White Sea of its usual clarity and vitality.

Thick clouds hung low, as if enveloping the ocean and blurring the view with a sinister haze; the ripples on the sea's surface no longer shimmered with sunlight but appeared dull and silent instead.

Deep in the ocean, it seemed to harbor endless profound secrets.

"Hoo."

White wings cut through the air,

as over a dozen silhouettes whooshed past overhead.

A squad of Winged Folk, with wings on their backs, flew in formation at a steady pace through the somber maritime skies.

The Winged Folk were actually a kind of half-orc, naturally lighter than humans and capable of flight.

Although on land, the Winged Folk's combat abilities were inferior to humans, their mastery of flight gave them a distinct advantage in actual combat.